"What's the matter, this power ......" the other ancient king roared, and also rushed forward, but it was difficult to break it, and the pop turned into a rain of blood.

Flowers and rain are flying in the sky, the overture of the gods is alarming for nine days, and the petals are stained with blood, stunning the world.

There are clear lakes, towering mountains, magnificent waterfalls, and quiet bamboo forest paths in Yao Pond, and the scenery is diverse.

At this time, the sky is full of flowers and rain, and the sound of the piano is tinkling, resounding through this pure land, peaceful and quiet.

However, all the monks were in a cold sweat, their clothes were wet, and everyone was cold from head to toe, because the Tongtian platform contained a peerless killing machine!

Falling Ying is colorful, fragrant, flying in pieces, crystal clear, swirling around the white-clothed god king, he gently plucked the strings, playing the truth of heaven and earth, as if there is a universe at the beginning of the air.

"Peng!"

Another ancestor who rushed over shattered, bright blood flowers, red and gorgeous flower rain, blooming with the taste of life, scattered with the breeze.

One after another, the sky is full of crystals, the surging fragrance, the brilliance of life, and the white petals are stained with blood and continue to fall.

"Wave!"

Another soft sound sounded, hundreds of blood flowers bloomed, and the fourth Ancestor King who rushed over exploded, scarlet blood stained the sky red, and the corpse was torn apart and fell on the Tongtian platform.

In the blink of an eye, the four ancient kings were shattered and became a passing cloud, how could such a lethality and such a result not be amazing?

For a while, the other primeval ancestors didn't dare to continue to rush forward.

Jiang Taixu sat alone in the void, as if he could block thousands of troops and horses, and one person sat in the pass, and the kings were silent, shocking more than 30 ancient ancestor kings.

The white-clothed god king did not move, letting the flowers rain flying, his eyes were deep, staring at all the ancestral kings in front of him, the heaven and the earth were very quiet, only the sound of falling flowers.

Some of the ancestral kings began to have cold sweat on their foreheads, because just now they were the ones who moved a little faster and rushed up and their bodies were torn apart and turned into a rain of blood.

"Are all the sanctifications of this age so terrifying?"

Some of the ancestors had already retreated in their hearts.

Especially the ancestors who first came to the Yaochi Holy Land and had seen Song Xuan's fist to the flesh to kill the primeval saints, and now they have witnessed the overture of the white-clothed god king Jiang Taixu's hand, killing a group of primeval saints who dare not act rashly.

At this moment, many ancestral kings have begun to doubt their Dao.

Could it be that it is wrong for us to attain the Tao in the primeval period, and to become a saint in this post-desolate era is the most appropriate time and the most correct path?

Of course, there are still some ancient kings who are not convinced, and cannot accept that the weak Terrans have grown to such a point that they intend to completely strangle the hope of the rise of the Terrans.

Then, some ancient kings clasped their fists at the man in bronze armor and saluted, "Please also ask the ancient king of Tengqing to make a move and kill this man!" ”

Tengqing Ancestor King, one of the strongest ancestor kings who was proud of heaven and earth in the primeval period, belonged to the king among the saints, and at this moment, many ancestor kings pinned their hopes on him.

"It's okay, such a strong person is worth my own shot!"

As the words fell, he pressed forward step by step, walking very slowly, his face was indifferent, and he couldn't see emotional fluctuations, only a trace of eagerness occasionally flashed in his eyes, as if he was staring at his prey.

"Teng Qing is happy to see the hunt, and wants to impact a higher realm, does he want to use an incomplete divine comedy to overcome the tribulation and temper his body?" The Ancient King of the Underworld said in a deep voice.

"He's playing with fire!" The Blood Electricity Ancient King was the only woman, holding a red and crystal dragon spear in her hand, and said coldly, her murderous aura was the strongest.

The Ancient King of Tengqing ignored the two of them, and a beam of light appeared in his hand, which was one zhang long, and quickly turned into a dragon spear, the shape of which was similar to that of the Queen of Blood and Electricity, which was equally terrifying.

"A rare person in a thousand lifetimes, I hope you don't disappoint me, I haven't had such joy for many years, even if it puts a little pressure on me."

A sickly smile appeared on the face of the Ancient King of Tengqing.

"Buzz"

The dragon spear pierced through the void like a blood-colored lightning bolt and thrust forward, his movements were too fast, like a round of light shooting fiercely, and he advanced with the dragon lance.

The sonorous sound was endless, sparks were flying, there were many road marks, all kinds of lights were flickering on the rooftop, and countless gods rushed out, and the two fought fiercely.

After a few breaths, the dragon spear penetrated all obstacles and stabbed in front of Jiang Tai's empty eyebrows, and a wisp of blood appeared in the center of the white-clothed god king's eyebrows, which was shocking and trickled down.

But at this moment, Jiang Taixu's two outstretched fingers clamped the dragon spear, the spear edge was less than an inch away from his eyebrows, and the god rushed forward, but he couldn't get any closer.

"Winter"

The white-clothed god king's left hand pressed on the guqin, and thousands of rays of light shot out, slashing at the vine green ancient king, forcing him to retreat like lightning and avoid the blow.

The first time the two met, neither of them had the upper hand, and it was a draw.

"As the king of the saints, the ancient king of Tengqing has few opponents in the world, I didn't expect this white-clothed god king to be able to draw with him, and it was really good!" Some of the ancestral kings sighed with emotion.

"That Terran God King was stopped by the Ancient King of Tengqing, why don't we strike first and deal with the other Terran Saint, how about it?"

"It's good!" The primeval saints who came later nodded one after another, they didn't know what Song Xuan's strength was, but no matter how strong he was, he couldn't be more powerful than that white-clothed god king, right?

The God King is not easy to mess with, so let's fight this one that looks mediocre first!

Seeing that everyone was coming, Song Xuan smiled slightly, raised his hand and made a move, and the natal immortal sword appeared in his hand, but instead of advancing and retreating, he took the lead in attacking the ancestral kings.

His body was like a dreamy shadow, flashing six rays of light and shadow in the void, and they came in an instant!

"It's not good, this body is too weird, everyone be careful!"

The ancient king exclaimed, but in the next moment, a fairy sword slammed down, cutting it from the heavenly spirit cover, until it was split between his legs, the original god was annihilated, the flesh was cut in half, and a large area of blood was spilled.

And with the fall of this ancient king, the sound of a long sword piercing through the flesh and blood god sounded one after another, and almost instantly, at the same time, another nameless ancient king was killed.

Killing the six ancient kings in one move, Song Xuanzhen's body stood tall in the sky, and around him, there were five doppelgangers exactly like him standing in mid-air with long swords in their hands, like the aura of the primeval demon god sweeping the heavens and the earth, extremely violent.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? Doppelganger? ”

"No, it's not like it's a clone, it looks like it's all real!"

"How is it possible, how can there be such a supernatural power in this world?"

Song Xuan's expression was calm, this was the first time since he had practiced that he had officially cast the "Nine Swords Phantom Body" secret method in battle.